I have made a mistake

[Scottish9]

Whale guys, I'm in trubs. I'm taking Flo's writing challenge.I guess this is my opportunity to let my Dragaean characters have some fun...

If you have suggestions/criticism/kind words, please PM me. Please do not post on this.

I am doing this to get my juices flowing to finish my book

1.// "Did you steal my Poptart?"*
2.// "We could be hero's!"*
3.// "We should be lovers..."*
4.// "SNAAAAAAAAAAKE!"
5.// "What do you mean, NO?!"
6.// "THIS IS JUST BUSINESS!"
7.// "Maybe, just one more slice."
8.// "You can't leave! You'll die..."
9.// "I was a fool to believe..."
10.// "It all ends, today."
11.// "You must..."
12.// "You're just a silly girl!"
13.// "The show must go on..."
14.// "Just one more day, please..."
15.// "You can't just kill people!"
16.// "Seriously, who ate my Poptart?!"
17.// "I only speak the truth."
18.// "Don't let go Jack! Wait... you already did... rats."
19.// "I did not want this!"
20.// "What do you mean he's dead?!"
21.// "I haven't eaten in three days!"
22.// "Who am I? Not Jean Valjean..."
23.// "Did you just..."
24.// "Do. Not. Touch. That."
25.// "YOU JUST TOUCHED IT!"
26.// "I would never say that to you."
27.// "My receding hair line has been kissed..."
28.// "You have Elvis Presley eyes... I would know."
29.// "Dude, chocolates are bomb."
30.// "Could you... stay with me tonight?"
31.// "I can't loose you!"
32.// "Please... marry me."
33.// "I can't hug you..."
34.// "You call that a kiss?"
35.// "Since when did I ask for it to snow?"
36.// "I'M BATMAN" "No... no you are not."
37.// "NEVER SAY THAT WORD!"
38.// "I HAVE TB!" "No you have a cold!"
39.// "Can you not?!"
40.// "Tis only a flesh wound!"
41.// "Could you stop jumping for one minute?!'
42.// "Please repeat that, I wasn't listening."
43.// "You love me?"
44.// "Never do that again."
45.// "I dare you to lick that..."
46.// "What do you think of children?"
47.// "I like, like you."
48.// "BY GODS..."
49.// "I just wanted you..."
50.// "Damn it! I died again!"
50 more shots wrote:
51.// "I'm a mess."
52.// "Hey! Little ears are around!"
53.// "Please, don't cry..."
54.// "YOU PLAGIARIZING PIG!"
55.// "Since when did Disney add this?!
56.// "It only get's worse"
57.// "Oh crap..."
58.// "Please tell me that is not what I think it is."
59.// "What did you think I was doing?"
60.// "ALL HAIL ...!"
61.// "Now why did you do that?"
62.// "You have beautiful eyes."
63.// "Let's travel the world!"
64.// "I DON'T SPEAK FRENCH!"
65.// "Whatever happened to Joel?"
66.// "No way in, no way out."
67.// ""I will have my vengeance."
68.// "Grow up!"
69.// "I found the ring!"
70.// "We should run... like now!"
71.// "Can you please shut up?" "No."
72.// "I found that cliff..."
73.// "Are you sure that is safe to eat?"
74.// "I TOLD YOU TO GOOGLE MAP IT!"
75.// "Who died and made you queen?!"
76.// "Ich Sprechen Deustch"
77.// "Now wait a second, buster."
78.// "I would kill for you."
79.// "The greatest thing, is you."
80.// "I am a literary vampire."
81.// "A stake through the heart would kill anybody..."
82.// "Bon Jovi is my jam!"
83.// "Kiss me.. now."
84.// "I seem to have lost my contact."
85.// "TURN THE LIGHTS BACK ON!"
86.// "DON'T SHOOT!"
87.// "Oh no... he has a sword too."
88.// "Are you sure it's dead?"
89.// "Ummmmm..."
90.// "I can't write anything good."
91.// "We aren't in Hogwarts!"
92.// "Please, stay with me."
93.// "He's not breathing!"
94.// "I...love...yo-"
95.// "She's gone."
96.// "Sir, where are your pants?"
97.// "I can't even."
98.// "I believe in you."
99.// "What can I say... you're welcome."
100.// "The sea... it calls me."

The task list. I will put an asterisk by the ones I've done. I will try and go in order.

[Scottish9]

I padded into Karnis Hall and shook the snow off my fur. Touching nose to watch, I shifted back into my human form. complete with a snow-caked parka. Hanging my coat on a hook by the door, I walked over to the hearth on the far wall and settled down on a coarse, thick rug.

I must have dozed off, because the next thing I knew, the red band of warmth that was Sparka had coiled around me and made herself comfortable. The fire was dim, as was the sky outside. "Dinner must be done," I sighed. "That makes breakfast my last meal." I reached for my satchel for my phone and a wave of relief washed over me. "But," I said triumphantly as I undid the clasp "I bought me a poptart on my morning rounds!"

I flung open my satchel. Inside, all that remained of my purchase was the shin silver wrapper and a few stray crumbs.

Sparka shifted uncomfortably and licked her chops. With a growl, I slowly stood up and glared daggers down on my dragon, who refused to meet my gaze.

"You wouldn't happen to know what became of a certain strawberry toaster strudel, now, would you?" I challenged.

Sparka flicked an ear and eyed the woven pattern on the rug. "I plead the fifth?" She offered.

I grabbed my dragon's horns and yanked up her head. "Nice try, pastry-breath. We're not even on planet earth, let alone in America. Now fess up. Who ate my poptart?" I gave her head a vigorous shake before being flung into a sagging leather sofa as Sparka tossed her head in annoyance.

"Wouldn't you like to know," She said airily as she got to her feet. With a dainty shake, she trotted out the door and into the twilight. I sat on the sofa for a few minutes as I made sure nothing was broken. After all, the last time Alistair had landed here, he had broken his nose.

I looked at my hands to make sure all my fingers were straight. Suddenly, a pink flash on my right ring finger caught my eye. I licked it warily: a sugar crystal. A sense of shame settled in my gut.

"That's why I'm not hungry," I muttered. "I ate my poptart."

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Narrator/main character: Emma Waters, commonly known as Silver

Sparka the dragon, Emma's Bond

about 400 words

[Scottish9]

Anhrefn sighed deeply. She couldn't sleep, at least not in this stuffy room. Carefully so as not to wake Denali, she tossed off her blankets and headed for the Roof Access Ladder.

The night was quiet and cold, just how 'Little Blue' liked it. Shifting into her Windgon form, she settled down on the flat roof and looked out over the skyline. It was midnight, but a haze of light blanketed the far-away city. Stars winked in the navy sky, tugging at Anhrefn's heartstrings. Oh, how she longed to be back on her home planet, where the only fear she knew what that of an escaped prey or a sudden gust of wind. If she closed her eyes and concentrated, she could almost feel the rough-hewn floor of her cave, feel the strong winds that were common to her home planet, smell the pure air so unlike the clogged atmosphere or earth.

Thump, thump. Pad pad pad pad.

Anhrefn turned around suddenly, her instinct against strangers rising in her. But the newcomer wasn't an intruder; in fact, it was Anhrefn's close friend, the light-colored Rockgon buck Palladium. Without waiting for an invitation, he sat down near her.

"What are you doing out here?" He asked. "You and I both know you don't handle cold well."

"Just enjoying the night, I guess," Anhrefn offered. Palladium stared hard and long at the smaller Dargon. Anhrefn shook out her mane and sighed. "Fine. I miss home," she finally admitted.

"This is home now, Anh," Palladium corrected, thumping his spade-tipped tail lightly on the rooftop. "We moved. I know this is hard on you Anh. I know you don't take challenges all that well when they stump you-"

"What does that have to do with it, eh? Besides, I was the one who figured out how to do it!" Anhrefn retorted, sitting up.

Palladium continued, unfazed. "But Comanche was right. Earth is safer for us. Especially after what happened to Denali..." he trailed off as both Dargons looked down at the ground.

"Never again," Anhrefn whispered. It was an oath that she would never leave her friend so vulnerable like she had done before.

"This is what's right," Palladium concluded.

"But I feel like a prisoner here. I just sleep, train, read, and sleep," the Windgon griped.

"It doesn't have to be that way, you know," Palladium replied.

"Huh?"

"We can be heroes here."

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Word count is, once again, 400 words. I like writing concisely!

Characters are Anhrefn and Palladium. Different universe than before. I'll probably alternate between the two.

[Scottish9]

I boosted myself into the tree, careful not to kick any branches down. Below me stood Scott, a five-gallon bucket in his hands.

"Are you sure there are apples up there?" he called up.

"I told you, they're not apples. This is a pear tree," I replied, pushing a leafy sprig aside as I searched for the well-camouflaged green fruit.

"Same difference," Scott muttered. I heard a rock thump against the tree trunk.

"No, it isn't," I retorted. "And don't throw rocks while I'm up here!"

A foot connected with the dirt below me, making a twig snap. I scooted higher up the branch I was gripping. Suddenly, I bumped my head on something firm. Looking up, I grinned; score!

"Gangway!" I called, tossing the pear to Scott. With a yelp, he caught it and gingerly placed the easily-bruised fruit in the bucket.

"Is that it?" He challenged, leaning cockily on the sturdy tree.

"Nuh-uh, you dork," I snapped back. Tugging another pear loose, I chucked it down as well. This fruit hit the ground with a meaty thud.

"Heheh," I chuckled, reaching out for a different branch to sit on. However, I misjudged the distance between mine and it and came crashing down, clump of leaves in my balled fist. The bucket clattered to the ground.

"You alright?" Scott asked as he stood over me, brow furrowed in concern. I gingerly checked myself over; aside for a scrape on my arm and twigs in my hair, I was unhurt.

"You got lucky there, Emma," Scott scolded, holding out a hand to help me up.

"Yeah yeah," I muttered, taking his hand. With a grunt, he pulled me up. When I was on my feet, though, he didn't let go.

"Scott?" I asked.

"Mm?"

"You're still holding my hand."

"Mm."

"Scott?"

"We should be lovers, Emma."

I blinked a few times, stunned by my friend's words. We had always been the dynamic duo who pulled pranks on each other and ragged on each other for fun. When we had first met, we had been breaking Terran law. There was no way we would survive each other in a romantic relationship!

I pulled away gently, then went and retrieved the bucket. "C'mon Scott, there's a whole lot more trees to strip," I remarked.\

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Aaaaaaaaaaannnnnnnnnddddddddddddddd I don't even care about word count anymore

More Emma, but this time with her guy-friend Scott. Oh Emma....

[Scottish9]

Anhrefn loved going into town. Being a top-secret government project, she didn't have much freedom outside of the base, but ever since Boreno had trashed the rec room in sheer boredom, the Dargon Gang was allowed a day in town once every two weeks. And Anhrefn always made a beeline for her favorite place: the pet store.

Today, however, Juniper didn't tag along, which was strange, as Juniper loved animals almost as much as Anh did. But no matter; it would be nice to have a bit of alone time.

The bell tinkled on the door to the small shop as Anhrefn walked in. Jonas, the grandfatherly owner, looked up from a broken hamster wheel just briefly enough to see the Windgon girl. Jonas and Anhrefn had quickly become friends, so he took no concern to her presence.

Anhrefn ambled next to the wall of fish tanks, marveling at the amber goldfish, azure tetras, and Blue velvet shrimp. They were so small yet so flashy, and were always infinitely mesmerizing to watch.

"You know, Maggie, I ought to start charging for lookabouts," Jonas jested from the front desk.

Anhrefn turned around with a small chuckle. "Oh, come on. You know as well as I that these beauties are spellbinders. Besides, I've no money to spend on fish, much as I'd like to. College is pricey," she replied. Jonas chuckled in a conceding and returned to his work.

Anhrefn made her way to the reptiles, which were kept in a heated room. Most were rather dull in color, but there was an emerald tree boa that always fascinated her. However, when she reached its terrarium, the lid was ajar and it was gone!

Suppressing the urge to panic, Anhrefn looked around in an effort to locate the lost snake. Suddenly, something tightened around her ankles.

Without waiting to see if it was the boa or not, Anhrefn jumped free and bolted out the the room. "SNAAAKEE!" She yelled, startling a young boy and his mother looking at parrots. "Jonas, the boa got loose!"

Jonas quickly stood up, grabbing a special capture stick off the back wall. "Darned Caleb, I told him to tighten the screws after feeding!" He declared.

Later that night, as the gang gathered for dinner, Boreno asked Anhrefn about her day.

"I'd tell you, but I thought you didn't like snakes!" She replied.

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Ok, honestly, I think I'll just stick to the Dargons from now on.

[Scottish9]

Anhrefn rummaged through a drawer, tossing things across the room in her frantic search. Suddenly, someone yelped as a pen made connection.

"Anh!" Denali admonished, picking up the writing utensil. "Why are you digging through my stuff?"

Sheepishly, Anhrefn shut the drawer. "Sorry, Den. I can't seem to find my sketchbook."

"Again?" Denali groaned, setting her satchel on a chair. "Where did you last have it?"

"Rec room. Boreno said he had put it in the dark drawers, which are yours," Anhrefn elaborated.

"Huh?" Came a male voice in the halls. Boreno stuck his head in, pulling a headphone out of his big green ear.

"Didn't you say you put my sketchbook in here?" Anhrefn relayed, gesturing to the chest.

Boreno shook his head. "No. Never said that."

Anhrefn tilted her head and laid back her ears menacingly. "What do you mean, No?!" She challenged.

"I never even saw a sketchbook when I cleaned the Rec. I told you I'd put a book back," the Treegon buck clarified, scanning the ground. "Here it is," he said, picking up a novel.

"Ai! That's where that went," Denali chipped in. Boreno tossed it across the room to her.

"Well, book or no, the question remains: where's my sketchbook?" Anhrefn insisted. The room fell silent. The trio looked at each other for a few moments, and they may have continued to stare for longer, but Boreno suddenly lost his straight face.

Denali sighed. "Alright Boreno, fess up."

Boreno whipped a small blue sketchbook out from his shirt and tore down the halls.

"I'll kill you!" Anhrefn yelled, dashing after him.

"Looks like I've got a mess to clean up," Denali sighed.